Master of the City
Title: Master of the City
Author: Soloyuymaxwell
Rating: nc-17
Warning: AU, yaoi, supernatural
Pairings: Kyo/Ruki (didn't see that one coming. XD)
Summary: Glimpse into the relationship between the Master of the City and his pomme de sang.
AN: I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. ^^; It's been a while. Been spending a lot of my time at The Restless. XP
Ruki was a dead man. Ignoring the fact that he was already technically considered dead, Kyo was already scheming to end his life. Balancing a first-shift job at the prison, night courses at the local college and his secret life as a lycanthrope, he tried to squeeze in as much sleep as he could get.
The entire world new about it. Only a few decades ago, the world came to know of the supernatural things such as vampires, were-animals, witches and everything in between. Laws were passed concerning citizenship of such "individuals,' however there were still some... skeptical people. Proven it wasn't genetic, and a disease you couldn't catch unless consciously given through blood-contact, some parents didn't want their kids to be taught by them; hospitals tended by them; churches attended by them. It was a racist thing, but it could cost them their life.
Everyone else was mostly accepted, but the were-animals - no matter what flavor they came in - aren't so justly treated leading to keep theirs a secret. And families tended to disown their relatives, which is why Kyo was here in Tokyo.
Grumbling, the blond man sat up from the pile of warm and scantily clad - if not naked - bodies he was buried in. Ever since he was infected a few years ago, he'd gained some insight into being who he truly was. For one thing; nudity. The need for touch came for almost every emotion experienced by members of the pack. He couldn't describe it, but he had never felt so touchy-feely with anyone before.
He scanned the floor for hie pair of track pants, eventually locating them on the back of a nearby chair. He didn't remember putting them there, but he shrugged and slipped them on with ease. Another thing he learned, they were tied with a certain vampire, as their "animal to call." Kyo couldn't remember the french term for it that Ruki liked to use, but he did remember its meaning. Ruki was around five hundred years old, and he had a natural connection to the wolves.
And when he first joined the pack, Ruki had been in demand for a new pomme de sang, or regular blood donor. Kyo managed to take up the position, yet another job for him.
He was being called be Ruki right now, half an hour after the blond managed to fall asleep. Not having been able to do so for the past two days, the wolf was understandably cranky. A bright side to this, when ever Ruki fed, he never held back. That usually meant Kyo would be blissfully worked over until he was unconscious. The downside would be sleeping with someone cold...
When vampires slept during the day, they were stone still, petrified in the sunlight. Newbies didn't rise until the was an hour behind the horizon. Ruki was the Master of the City, the head honcho of this region, and old enough to wake up at dusk.
Kyo walked out the door and wandered the corridors he knew by heart. Every Master had their underground palace, and the entrance to Ruki's was right under the Nippon Budokan stadium. Kyo found that he spent most his time here to study or catch a few quick hours of sleep, more-so than his apartment which contained nothing more than a bed, a few cups of ramen and a few articles of clothing. He wondered if he should just ask Ruki if he could move in down here.
Kyo may not have been very high up in the wolf pack rankings, about mid-level, but he found that he could be useful in assisting Ruki with his hunger. Lycanthropes were able to heal and generally replace any lost blood within just a few hours. And the vampire's bite was extremely pleasurable.
He shivered in anticipation. He'd been woken up for a feeding, Ruki no doubt sensing his entrance into the decorative hide-out. But because it was a feeding, Kyo was willing to forgive him with the foreshadowing pleasure set in store for him.
Coming upon the large oak doors and knocked. The entire place was set in a dramatic, European chic, keeping the vampire in root with his origins. He remembered Ruki telling him once that he was Japanese when he was human, but his bloodline originated from France.
"I honor my Japanese heritage by living here in Japan, and honor France with my home." Ruki was twenty-five when he'd been turned, which Kyo found interesting. He was both younger and older than him.
When a voice allowed him entrance, Kyo walked in to see Ruki nearly awake, shifting around in his larger-than-a-king-sized bed. With the sun so low in the sky, he would arise any moment. Kyo slipped out of his pants and into the silk covers, knowing what was coming. This was a feeding, but not just for blood. Ruki's bloodline also carried the desire for sex, a lustful hunger. He was also known as an incubus, and Kyo knew for a fact that he hadn't fed that in several days.
That was because Kyo was the only one he fed it with. He only started feeding that metaphysical hunger off him a year ago, but continuously did so with just him. The blond wasn't quite sure why, but he didn't mind. Ruki was attractive in his eyes, and while he'd been straight when he was lycanthrope-free, sex was the very source of the vampire's magic. And since the wolves were bonded to him, they were affected by it. Joining this pack gave him that knowledge, and he wasn't bothered a bit like their Ulfric, their Wolf King.
Kyo pressed himself against the cold, dozing man. The hunger of both food and sex rolled off him in waves, he could sense it. He stroked his red, bed-messy hair, head propped up by a hand so he would have easy access to his next. Not that he ever stayed there. The wolf found out the first time that Ruki's fangs liked to wander all over his body before finding a substantial place. Sometimes he stayed on his neck, other times would be on the inside of his thigh.
Kyo once again shivered when he felt a velvet tongue move over one of his nipples, a sign that Ruki was completely awake. Looking down, he felt that ice-blue gaze smirking up at him, teeth bared enough to let a single fang show. He could resist the urge to smile back.
"Good morning."
Ruki snorted at the pun. "As long as I wake up to you, then yes, it is."
"Aww... Did you miss me?" He was suddenly flipped on his back and Kyo found Ruki's face to be obscenely close as a random hand wandered down his body.
"I think I've been quite lenient with your busy schedule, but as of late, my patience with you has grown thin."
The words may have sounded a little reprimanding, but not to Kyo. That deep, silky, almost tangible voice racked his entire frame, making him lose control over a small moan. Ruki had this aura about him, and Kyo could not help but react to it.
"I'm here, now," Kyo responded, unable to withstand the vampire's effects on him any longer.
Ruki smirked. "Yes, you are."
They kissed, a simple, poetic gesture Kyo was anticipating. Ruki was a bit of a romantic, even when it came to the need of raw, intense sex, he always found a way to be sickeningly sweet. Kyo didn't mind, though. In some part of him, he kind of loved Ruki for it, and loved it enough to keep coming back to him. He would even go as far as to say that he'd developed a bit of a crush on the Master.
Kyo grunted as Ruki's hand landed on his half-arousal. That is where he stopped his feelings, bot several reason. He was just feeding his master, just doing his job. And being mid-level of the pack, he was expected to get his own mate. And he wasn't quite sure what Ruki would think if he found out. Kyo knew that lying was useless, so as long as he was questioned in the first place or if he could somehow avoid answering, he was okay. For now, he would enjoy everything he got.
Letting go of his lips, the redhead then traveled to his neck, lapping at the salty taste, sucking the skin to nipple at with his teeth. Kyo threaded his hand through the vampire's hair, his own head falling back to allow Ruki better access.
As the sky darkened further outside, neither creature of the night moved to add more light in the room, already able to see so well, not that they needed to. They knew each others bodies well enough.
Kyo's back arched as Ruki took a nipple into his mouth, feeling the sharp sensation of his fangs digging into him. His chest surged upwards, allowing Ruki's fangs to dig in deeper and suck out more blood. When a vampire rolled you, they could peel the skin off your body and make you enjoy it. A vampire's bite hurt like a bitch, and if not, they were a very big masochist.
"Ruki..." he moaned as the hand continued to pump at his arousal. The other gave him a bloody smirk.
"Yes?"
"Why'd you roll me?"
Yes, Kyo was a masochist. As soon as Ruki unclouded his mind, the searing pain came to him at full force. He cried out as shudders ripped through his chest and neck. He had been so heady with pleasure, he hadn't realizes the Master had bitten into his neck.
It didn't take long for him to get fully erected, Ruki's fingers doing wonders with body as they pinched and rolled his injured nipple. Ruki's tongue slide over the visible vein inside his thigh, tickling him a bit since it was one of the most sensitive places on his body. The sensation made him squirm and chuckle.
"Stop..." he groaned, his lips splitting his face into a wide grin. Ruki did it again, making him chuckle a little louder. He couldn't help it, he'd always been extremely susceptible there, and Ruki always exposed it for a little fun and amusement on his part.
He allowed the vampire to crawl over him, readying to dive into Kyo's body. He'd had sex in weirder places, Ruki was particularly lazy this evening. Wrapping his hands over the redhead's neck, he gave the go ahead.
Ruki delved into the tight, warm body below him, purring as blood pooled around them. Kyo let out a growl of pain, spreading his leg further as he felt his blood seep out of him. Senses going haywire at the smell at feel of the blood slicking his cock and Kyo's ass, Ruki started driving himself forward. Pushing not only himself but his metaphysical lust into him as well, receiving a long, strenuous groan of sensual overload from his wolf.
The legs wrapped around him, digging into his back as encouragement to continue. Firmly planting his fists into the sheets on both sides of Kyo, he drove on, viciously pumping into the wolf's body with no self control.
Kyo went back a forth between moans, groans and cries of pleasure. He healed after every encounter with Ruki, leading to one of his friends joking about Kyo being a virgin over and over again. It was embarrassing to think about, but he could see how that would be true.
His mind was a clouded haze of pain and pleasure as Ruki made passionate, sweet, painful love to him. Sudden realizations during this time were cheesy, disastrous, and cliche, but that didn't stop him from having one. He never really had sex with anyone other than Ruki. He was nude and comfortable with it with his pack, and he learned not everyone was restricted to a male and female relationship. He never even had sex when he was straight. His girlfriend, whom he was supposed to go out with that night, dumped him and left him when she'd found out about his "disease."
Ruki was the only one he had, the only one there, his first time. That sort of immortalized the other in his head, his heart, and his soul. Could he have somehow fallen in love with him? He was quite sure it was possible to fall in love with a vampire, but would the vampire "feel" the same? It's only been a couple of years when a law was passed stating a vampire as a person, but it really made Kyo wonder. Perhaps he could gather enough courage to ask him one day.
Kyo screamed as Ruki sank his teeth into his neck, feeding as his seed shot into Kyo's convulsing ass, making him lose all control and releasing himself all over his stomach.
The blond's breathing already labored with the extent of his outcry, he could only heave his chest as Ruki drank. It was physically impossible for a vampire to drain an entire body of blood, he had no worries about that, but he was getting light-headed, and he could feel his eyes drooping.
"So tell me, Kyo." The wolf groaned again when he wasn't allowed to fall asleep just yet. The whisper in his ear made him crack open a tired eyelid to see Ruki grinning at him like a contented cat.
"How long have you been in love with me?"
Author: Soloyuymaxwell
Rating: nc-17
Warning: AU, yaoi, supernatural
Pairings: Kyo/Ruki (didn't see that one coming. XD)
Summary: Glimpse into the relationship between the Master of the City and his pomme de sang.
AN: I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. ^^; It's been a while. Been spending a lot of my time at The Restless. XP
Ruki was a dead man. Ignoring the fact that he was already technically considered dead, Kyo was already scheming to end his life. Balancing a first-shift job at the prison, night courses at the local college and his secret life as a lycanthrope, he tried to squeeze in as much sleep as he could get.
The entire world new about it. Only a few decades ago, the world came to know of the supernatural things such as vampires, were-animals, witches and everything in between. Laws were passed concerning citizenship of such "individuals,' however there were still some... skeptical people. Proven it wasn't genetic, and a disease you couldn't catch unless consciously given through blood-contact, some parents didn't want their kids to be taught by them; hospitals tended by them; churches attended by them. It was a racist thing, but it could cost them their life.
Everyone else was mostly accepted, but the were-animals - no matter what flavor they came in - aren't so justly treated leading to keep theirs a secret. And families tended to disown their relatives, which is why Kyo was here in Tokyo.
Grumbling, the blond man sat up from the pile of warm and scantily clad - if not naked - bodies he was buried in. Ever since he was infected a few years ago, he'd gained some insight into being who he truly was. For one thing; nudity. The need for touch came for almost every emotion experienced by members of the pack. He couldn't describe it, but he had never felt so touchy-feely with anyone before.
He scanned the floor for hie pair of track pants, eventually locating them on the back of a nearby chair. He didn't remember putting them there, but he shrugged and slipped them on with ease. Another thing he learned, they were tied with a certain vampire, as their "animal to call." Kyo couldn't remember the french term for it that Ruki liked to use, but he did remember its meaning. Ruki was around five hundred years old, and he had a natural connection to the wolves.
And when he first joined the pack, Ruki had been in demand for a new pomme de sang, or regular blood donor. Kyo managed to take up the position, yet another job for him.
He was being called be Ruki right now, half an hour after the blond managed to fall asleep. Not having been able to do so for the past two days, the wolf was understandably cranky. A bright side to this, when ever Ruki fed, he never held back. That usually meant Kyo would be blissfully worked over until he was unconscious. The downside would be sleeping with someone cold...
When vampires slept during the day, they were stone still, petrified in the sunlight. Newbies didn't rise until the was an hour behind the horizon. Ruki was the Master of the City, the head honcho of this region, and old enough to wake up at dusk.
Kyo walked out the door and wandered the corridors he knew by heart. Every Master had their underground palace, and the entrance to Ruki's was right under the Nippon Budokan stadium. Kyo found that he spent most his time here to study or catch a few quick hours of sleep, more-so than his apartment which contained nothing more than a bed, a few cups of ramen and a few articles of clothing. He wondered if he should just ask Ruki if he could move in down here.
Kyo may not have been very high up in the wolf pack rankings, about mid-level, but he found that he could be useful in assisting Ruki with his hunger. Lycanthropes were able to heal and generally replace any lost blood within just a few hours. And the vampire's bite was extremely pleasurable.
He shivered in anticipation. He'd been woken up for a feeding, Ruki no doubt sensing his entrance into the decorative hide-out. But because it was a feeding, Kyo was willing to forgive him with the foreshadowing pleasure set in store for him.
Coming upon the large oak doors and knocked. The entire place was set in a dramatic, European chic, keeping the vampire in root with his origins. He remembered Ruki telling him once that he was Japanese when he was human, but his bloodline originated from France.
"I honor my Japanese heritage by living here in Japan, and honor France with my home." Ruki was twenty-five when he'd been turned, which Kyo found interesting. He was both younger and older than him.
When a voice allowed him entrance, Kyo walked in to see Ruki nearly awake, shifting around in his larger-than-a-king-sized bed. With the sun so low in the sky, he would arise any moment. Kyo slipped out of his pants and into the silk covers, knowing what was coming. This was a feeding, but not just for blood. Ruki's bloodline also carried the desire for sex, a lustful hunger. He was also known as an incubus, and Kyo knew for a fact that he hadn't fed that in several days.
That was because Kyo was the only one he fed it with. He only started feeding that metaphysical hunger off him a year ago, but continuously did so with just him. The blond wasn't quite sure why, but he didn't mind. Ruki was attractive in his eyes, and while he'd been straight when he was lycanthrope-free, sex was the very source of the vampire's magic. And since the wolves were bonded to him, they were affected by it. Joining this pack gave him that knowledge, and he wasn't bothered a bit like their Ulfric, their Wolf King.
Kyo pressed himself against the cold, dozing man. The hunger of both food and sex rolled off him in waves, he could sense it. He stroked his red, bed-messy hair, head propped up by a hand so he would have easy access to his next. Not that he ever stayed there. The wolf found out the first time that Ruki's fangs liked to wander all over his body before finding a substantial place. Sometimes he stayed on his neck, other times would be on the inside of his thigh.
Kyo once again shivered when he felt a velvet tongue move over one of his nipples, a sign that Ruki was completely awake. Looking down, he felt that ice-blue gaze smirking up at him, teeth bared enough to let a single fang show. He could resist the urge to smile back.
"Good morning."
Ruki snorted at the pun. "As long as I wake up to you, then yes, it is."
"Aww... Did you miss me?" He was suddenly flipped on his back and Kyo found Ruki's face to be obscenely close as a random hand wandered down his body.
"I think I've been quite lenient with your busy schedule, but as of late, my patience with you has grown thin."
The words may have sounded a little reprimanding, but not to Kyo. That deep, silky, almost tangible voice racked his entire frame, making him lose control over a small moan. Ruki had this aura about him, and Kyo could not help but react to it.
"I'm here, now," Kyo responded, unable to withstand the vampire's effects on him any longer.
Ruki smirked. "Yes, you are."
They kissed, a simple, poetic gesture Kyo was anticipating. Ruki was a bit of a romantic, even when it came to the need of raw, intense sex, he always found a way to be sickeningly sweet. Kyo didn't mind, though. In some part of him, he kind of loved Ruki for it, and loved it enough to keep coming back to him. He would even go as far as to say that he'd developed a bit of a crush on the Master.
Kyo grunted as Ruki's hand landed on his half-arousal. That is where he stopped his feelings, bot several reason. He was just feeding his master, just doing his job. And being mid-level of the pack, he was expected to get his own mate. And he wasn't quite sure what Ruki would think if he found out. Kyo knew that lying was useless, so as long as he was questioned in the first place or if he could somehow avoid answering, he was okay. For now, he would enjoy everything he got.
Letting go of his lips, the redhead then traveled to his neck, lapping at the salty taste, sucking the skin to nipple at with his teeth. Kyo threaded his hand through the vampire's hair, his own head falling back to allow Ruki better access.
As the sky darkened further outside, neither creature of the night moved to add more light in the room, already able to see so well, not that they needed to. They knew each others bodies well enough.
Kyo's back arched as Ruki took a nipple into his mouth, feeling the sharp sensation of his fangs digging into him. His chest surged upwards, allowing Ruki's fangs to dig in deeper and suck out more blood. When a vampire rolled you, they could peel the skin off your body and make you enjoy it. A vampire's bite hurt like a bitch, and if not, they were a very big masochist.
"Ruki..." he moaned as the hand continued to pump at his arousal. The other gave him a bloody smirk.
"Yes?"
"Why'd you roll me?"
Yes, Kyo was a masochist. As soon as Ruki unclouded his mind, the searing pain came to him at full force. He cried out as shudders ripped through his chest and neck. He had been so heady with pleasure, he hadn't realizes the Master had bitten into his neck.
It didn't take long for him to get fully erected, Ruki's fingers doing wonders with body as they pinched and rolled his injured nipple. Ruki's tongue slide over the visible vein inside his thigh, tickling him a bit since it was one of the most sensitive places on his body. The sensation made him squirm and chuckle.
"Stop..." he groaned, his lips splitting his face into a wide grin. Ruki did it again, making him chuckle a little louder. He couldn't help it, he'd always been extremely susceptible there, and Ruki always exposed it for a little fun and amusement on his part.
He allowed the vampire to crawl over him, readying to dive into Kyo's body. He'd had sex in weirder places, Ruki was particularly lazy this evening. Wrapping his hands over the redhead's neck, he gave the go ahead.
Ruki delved into the tight, warm body below him, purring as blood pooled around them. Kyo let out a growl of pain, spreading his leg further as he felt his blood seep out of him. Senses going haywire at the smell at feel of the blood slicking his cock and Kyo's ass, Ruki started driving himself forward. Pushing not only himself but his metaphysical lust into him as well, receiving a long, strenuous groan of sensual overload from his wolf.
The legs wrapped around him, digging into his back as encouragement to continue. Firmly planting his fists into the sheets on both sides of Kyo, he drove on, viciously pumping into the wolf's body with no self control.
Kyo went back a forth between moans, groans and cries of pleasure. He healed after every encounter with Ruki, leading to one of his friends joking about Kyo being a virgin over and over again. It was embarrassing to think about, but he could see how that would be true.
His mind was a clouded haze of pain and pleasure as Ruki made passionate, sweet, painful love to him. Sudden realizations during this time were cheesy, disastrous, and cliche, but that didn't stop him from having one. He never really had sex with anyone other than Ruki. He was nude and comfortable with it with his pack, and he learned not everyone was restricted to a male and female relationship. He never even had sex when he was straight. His girlfriend, whom he was supposed to go out with that night, dumped him and left him when she'd found out about his "disease."
Ruki was the only one he had, the only one there, his first time. That sort of immortalized the other in his head, his heart, and his soul. Could he have somehow fallen in love with him? He was quite sure it was possible to fall in love with a vampire, but would the vampire "feel" the same? It's only been a couple of years when a law was passed stating a vampire as a person, but it really made Kyo wonder. Perhaps he could gather enough courage to ask him one day.
Kyo screamed as Ruki sank his teeth into his neck, feeding as his seed shot into Kyo's convulsing ass, making him lose all control and releasing himself all over his stomach.
The blond's breathing already labored with the extent of his outcry, he could only heave his chest as Ruki drank. It was physically impossible for a vampire to drain an entire body of blood, he had no worries about that, but he was getting light-headed, and he could feel his eyes drooping.
"So tell me, Kyo." The wolf groaned again when he wasn't allowed to fall asleep just yet. The whisper in his ear made him crack open a tired eyelid to see Ruki grinning at him like a contented cat.
"How long have you been in love with me?"